jon terry - Fly Jeans

You say can we go shopping
For what is my reply
some new jeans that my friend just bought
They make her look so fly

I say lets go, do you know the store
And please don't make me choose
Before we go I'm telling you we're not shopping for shoes

I take a slow, long deep breath
As we walk in the store
Dam your friend has rich tastes
My wallet's felt this pain before

You squeeze into the fly jeans
As you turn around and say
Does my bum look big in these babe
Now I should run away

Does my bum look big in these babe
Once again I hear you ask
No it don't my darling
It's the fat around your ass

jon terry

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